Hope and Dominated by What I Am

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Unpermitted opinions and dominated by what I am.</p><p id="edec">Arms folded with no choices to make. I only keep what the worst could not take.

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The worst is overrated— A poem

The day will come when I will be forgotten. Until then, I am free to write with freedom. Hung up alone for only hope to cut me down.

The worst is not unlike Schrodinger’s cat. A cost that can never be a fact. Forsaken and dominated by what I am. The suffering that remains silent. As denied forgiveness for an illness. Curiosity is unable to hold continuity.

The worst is overrated, beautiful and underappreciated. Shaped by injures and betrayed by memories. Unpermitted opinions and dominated by what I am.

Arms folded with no choices to make. I only keep what the worst could not take. Hope cut me down but could not dominate what I am.

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